Let's Play: Lone Wolf 1 "Flight from the Dark"

Originally Posted by Brer

I know I'm all boring and stuff, but let's see if we can't convince these Durenese soldiers to see things our way with something other than a sword.

Originally Posted by DeeMer

He needs a magic weapon! But if you don't have one, that's cool. Turn to the exact same page. He'll be fine.

Originally Posted by 87

As you raise your weapon and strike at the knight, you realize too late that you have made a dreadful mistake, for he is a champion swordsman and the soldiers are from the élite regiment of King Alin IV's bodyguard. Thinking you are a Helghast, they quickly surround you and cut you to pieces.

Your mission and your life come to a tragic end here in Tarnalin.

Originally Posted by dwolfe

Dudes are just worried you're a bad guy. Make nice with them

Originally Posted by Loki

Me, that's who.

Game's over. The end. GO HOME PEOPLE.

Originally Posted by 284

Cautiously, the soldiers surround you and take your Weapons and Backpack.22 The knight steps forward and raises the visor of his helm.

'Who are you? What is your purpose in Tarnalin?' he demands in a gruff voice.

Originally Posted by 9

It is early morning on the fifteenth day of your quest when you open your eyes to the breathtaking spectacle of Hammerdal, the mountain city. The capital of Durenor, unlike other cities in the Lastlands, does not need man-made fortifications. The encircling peaks of the Hammerdal range offer a far more secure protection to the people within.

Originally Posted by 196

King Alin IV sits alone in his domed tower, viewing his mountain domain through one of the many portals of tinted glass. You and Lord Axim are formally announced as you enter the chamber, and you respectfully bow to his Majesty. Then, Lord Axim removes the Seal of Hammerdal from your finger and walks over to the King's side. For nearly an hour they talk, their sombre faces reflecting the seriousness of the situation. There is a short pause of silent meditation, and King Alin suddenly rises from his throne and addresses you for the first time.

'Alas, the Darklords have woken once more, and once more does Sommerlund come in search of our aid. I had prayed that my reign would be remembered as a time of peace and fulfilment, but in my heart I knew it was to be otherwise.'

The King removes a golden key from the pocket of his white robe and inserts it in a marble dais standing in the centre of the chamber. A gentle humming fills the room, as the stone cover slides back to reveal the hilt of a golden sword.

'Take the sword, Lone Wolf. It is foretold that only a true son of Sommerlund can release the powers that lie within its blade.'

As you grasp the glowing hilt, a tingling sensation runs up your arm and radiates throughout your body.

If you have the Kai Discipline of Sixth Sense, turn to 79.
If you do not possess this skill, turn to 123.

Originally Posted by 79

The power coursing through your body so overwhelms your senses that you become oblivious to your surroundings. You instinctively raise the blade above your head where a shaft of sunlight suddenly catches upon its very tip and floods the chamber with a blinding white glow. At that moment the true power of the Sommerswerd is revealed to you.

Originally Posted by 40

The muster of the army and the preparation of the Durenese fleet takes fourteen days to complete, during which time you remain as a guest of the king in Hammerdal. As each day passes, you despair for your besieged countrymen of Holmgard and pray that they have enough strength to resist the Darklords until you return.

Every day of your reluctant exile you devote long periods to exercise and meditation. You are also visited by a Durenese herbwarden called Madin Rendalim, who is famous throughout the Lastlands for his knowledge and skill in the healing arts. He restores all the ENDURANCE points you may have lost so far on your adventure, and he gives you a potent Laumspur potion that will restore 5 ENDURANCE points if swallowed after combat. (Mark this under Backpack Items on your Action Chart.)

He is also the bearer of some sad news. The body of Lord-lieutenant Rhygar was found in the forest near to the entrance to Tarnalin. He was killed by Helghast.

Originally Posted by 97

You have noticed during your rigorous training exercises with the Sommerswerd that your Kai Discipline of Sixth Sense has become more sensitive than ever before: you knew exactly what Madin Rendalim's sad news was long before he actually told you. You may find that your improved Sixth Sense will be an important advantage upon your return to Holmgard.

Turn to 152.

Originally Posted by 152

It is early in the morning of the thirty-third day of your quest, when you ride into Port Bax with Lord Axim at your side.

The preparations for war have been completed. The galleons of the Durenese war fleet lie at anchor in the harbour, impatiently awaiting the order to set sail for Sommerlund. On board each ship are many brave soldiers from the mountain kingdom, a tough army of skilled warriors, eager to face the Darklords in battle. Each man has sworn to avenge their besieged allies, or die in the attempt.

You are to sail back to Holmgard aboard the flagship Durenor, a warship whose great curving prow and tall masts emphasize its sheer power and strength. You and Lord Axim are taken aboard and welcomed by Admiral Calfen, commander of the fleet, and then the fleet prepares to set sail.

In less than an hour, the harbour lies far behind you. The domes of Port Bax are now merely dots on the horizon.

Originally Posted by 216

For three days and nights the mighty fleet of Durenor steers swiftly towards the Holmgulf, a strong wind filling the sails of the warships. But although the voyage is fast, the soldiers' confidence and eagerness for battle has slowly faded as if their will has been drained by some invisible vampire. Lord Axim is close to despair.

Originally Posted by 100

A veil of sea fog has rolled across the still ocean from the broken spine of land known as the Kirlundin Isles. Strange dark shapes hide within this mist. They are growing larger, and slowly the distinct outlines of ships become plain.

'Prepare for battle!' The admiral's cry is repeated along the many decks of the Durenese fleet.

'All hands on deck!'

As the black ships approach through the fog, a horrific sight befalls you. They are death-hulks, sunken ships crewed by the living corpses of drowned sailors. They have been summoned to the surface by great wizardry, and they are closing for battle. Suddenly the fog vanishes, and you can now see that the death-hulks bar the entrance to the Holmgulf. In the centre of the line is their sinister flagship. Swiftly it sails towards you, a huge ram protruding from its black prow. As it rips its way through the hull of the Durenor, you hear the admiral's last desperate order.

Originally Posted by shivam

wreck that shit, son.

Originally Posted by Lucas

Actually, a battering ram at the waterline isn't that unusual for a war ship. If you have to put a hole in the side of a ship somewhere, putting the hole where water can come in easily helps make the other ship sink faster.